Total pages in book: 188
Estimated words: 185811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 929(@200wpm)___ 743(@250wpm)___ 619(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 185811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 929(@200wpm)___ 743(@250wpm)___ 619(@300wpm)
“Oh my God.” She pants, lifting her hips into my hand, her core clenching around my fingers as I lick down her neck to the tops of her breasts. “Noah.”
“I know, baby. I feel it.” I bite her nipple through the cotton of her shirt and use my thumb to roll over her clit. “I want all that wet heat wrapped around my cock.”
“Yes,” she breathes, leaning up so she can pant against my mouth. “I want that.”
“You want me to fill you up?” I work my fingers inside her, loving the sounds she’s unconsciously making and how good she feels around me.
“I…” Her head falls back. “Oh, goodness.” Her legs, still wrapped around me, tighten as her pussy begins to flutter. Watching her start to fall apart has to be one of the most beautiful things I’ve seen in my life, and it obviously takes her by surprise because she almost looks panicked. Before she can overthink it, I cover her mouth with mine, and she instantly relaxes, her body taking it from there, climaxing before she goes limp.
I slowly ease my fingers out of her and smile at the contented expression on her face. “You okay?”
“No.” Her lashes flutter, and she nibbles her bottom lip. “I…” Her cheeks darken. “Never mind.”
“What?”
“Nothing.” She looks away as she attempts to sit up. Something impossible to do with me still holding her hostage with my weight between her legs.
“Talk to me.”
“I’ve never had an orgasm.” She covers her face with her hands, and my muscles bunch.
“Pardon?” I lean back and pull her hands away so I can look at her.
“You heard me.”
“I did, but you can’t be serious.”
“Why would I lie about that?” She laughs without humor while shoving at my chest in an attempt to get me to move.
“Never? With anyone you’ve been with?”
“I’ve only been with one person.” She shoves at me harder. “I thought something was wrong with me.”
Fuck, it should not make me feel smug that the dick she was with couldn’t even get her off, but it does. That said, I know guys like him, and he probably made her feel like it was her fault when that’s the furthest thing from the truth.
“There is nothing wrong with you.” I grab her wrists and hold them against me while placing my face close to hers. “He didn’t know what the fuck he was doing.”
“He said—”
“There it is,” I growl, starting to get pissed. “I bet he said a lot of shit, baby, and we’ve established that your ex is an asshole.” I pull her up and over until she’s straddling my lap again, then grab her hips and hold her tight so she can’t get loose. “Fuck him, everything he said, and every lie he told you to make himself feel better.” I squeeze her hips. “You came easy for me.”
Her pupils dilate.
“I did?” She clears her throat, then whispers, “Is that a bad thing?”
“Do you feel how hard I am?” I lift my hips into hers, and her breath catches. “Getting you off turns me on. Knowing I can make you lose it so easily…” I shake my head. “I could become addicted to that, to making you lose it.”
“Oh.” She rests her hands on my chest, and I can tell from the look in her eyes and how her chest starts to rise and fall a little more quickly that she likes knowing that.
Taking my hand from her hip, I smooth it up her back and capture the back of her neck so I can use it to drag her mouth down to mine. The kiss starts slow, but it heats up fast. Her soft hand moves down my chest to under the top of my sweats, and my dick throbs as her fingers brush against the head. “Shit.”
“Is this okay?”
“Your hand on my dick is definitely okay,” I clip out, and she grins against my mouth as she wraps her fingers around my cock and pulls it out of my sweatpants before dragging her hand up and down the length.
“You’re so hard and so soft,” she whimpers.
“You keep fucking with me, baby, and I’m going to come in your hand.”
“Would that be a bad thing?”
“Since I want to come inside you, yes,” I growl, and her breath catches while her hand around my dick jerks.
“Do you have a condom?” she asks. I still because I don’t have one. It’s been months since I’ve been with anyone, and like an idiot, I thought that if I didn’t have any when she moved in, I could avoid this exact moment.
“No.” My jaw locks, and her eyes meet mine.
“I’m on birth control.” She holds her breath as she waits for me to respond, and I soften my tone as her hand stills.
“I love that you want to give that to me, baby, but we gotta be safe. I know you said your ex stepped out on you.”